Chapter 922

Then, inadvertently, he raised his palm directly.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out between the two.

He Lingsi, walking beside Duan Yu, trembled, then bit her red lips tightly, and the spring color rippling in those beautiful eyes was about to overflow uncontrollably.

"Little hoof, this is the Imperial Palace, you are really not afraid."

Duan Yu said with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I still have to leave the palace."

He Lingsi looked ahead and took two quick steps.

"I don't care about that; you can handle it yourself. There is a rockery ahead, I will wait for you there."

Duan Yu smiled helplessly, his gaze looking at the palace maids and eunuchs who were gradually decreasing in number.

It seemed that He Lingsi had already made arrangements before coming.

The Mansion of the Chief Physician.

In the back garden of the Chief Physician's mansion, which covered more than ten acres, there was a quiet garden.

And in the garden, there was a small courtyard separated by a wall, surrounded by a sea of flowers.

The gate of the small courtyard was locked all year round.

In the mansion, only Zhang Feng had the key to this small courtyard.

Under the night.

Zhang Feng, wearing a black robe and a black hood, carried a lantern and arrived before the courtyard gate.

Then he took a key from his sleeve and unlocked the courtyard gate.

The copper lock opened, and Zhang Feng pushed open the courtyard gate.

At the very moment he pushed open the gate, the face that had originally worn a gentle smile suddenly became distorted.

Crack!

The courtyard gate was locked from the inside.

There was an open space in the small courtyard, where some racks were placed.

Looking closely, those racks were filled with all kinds of torture instruments.

Under the illumination of the firelight, those torture instruments were covered with mottled rust and dark red blood scabs.

Zhang Feng put down the lantern in his hand and lifted the hood covering his head.

His eyes were filled with madness and excitement.

After taking off the black robe, he revealed the white robe underneath.

Zhang Rang walked to the torture instruments and reached out to touch those meticulously crafted tools.

A whip like a caltrop.

Long, narrow, and sharp iron needles.

Iron pliers.

Daggers with strange shapes...

He carefully selected an iron whip with iron thorns.

Zhang Feng, satisfied, carried the lantern and pushed open the door of the room in the small courtyard.

The room was pitch black.

When the light of the lantern illuminated the scene inside the room, one could see a young girl with terror in her eyes, her mouth gagged, tied to a wooden rack.

Zhang Feng hung the lantern in his hand to the side.

Then, with a sinister smile, he held the iron whip and walked toward the girl.

The girl tied to the wooden rack struggled desperately, tears gradually flowing from the corners of her eyes, as if she were begging for mercy.

Zhang Feng, who had walked to the girl's side, reached out a hand, lightly brushed across the girl's cheek, and then went all the way down.

Then he leaned close to the girl's neck and took a deep breath.

Inhale!

After taking a breath, the madness in Zhang Feng's eyes became even more intense.

"What an alluring scent."

"It's a pity..."

"Tsk tsk."

Zhang Feng suddenly raised the iron whip in his hand.

"Wu... Wu..."

Outside the West Garden, the Gold Market.

A gorgeous carriage slowly stopped by the side of the road.

After the carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and He Lingman, wearing a purple robe covered with a white gauze coat, lifted the curtain and stepped down from the carriage.

"You all wait here."

He Lingman turned her head to look at the coachman and maids behind her, then turned and walked toward a gambling den on the side.

After entering the gambling den, He Lingman did not stop, but walked directly through the gambling den and arrived at the back door.

At the back door of the gambling den, there was already a carriage prepared.

After looking around to make sure no one was there, He Lingman boarded the carriage.

As He Lingman boarded, the carriage headed toward the south exit of the West Garden.

The West Garden was located west of the Northern Palace.

After coming out of the south gate of the West Garden, it was the Gold Market not far from the West Garden.

Duan Yu, who had stayed in the West Garden for half an hour, walked out of the West Garden from the south exit, accompanied by the Lesser Huangmen Zuo Feng.

"Marquis of Ji, I will see you off to here."

Zuo Feng bowed to Duan Yu and said.

"There is a Pinxuan Pavilion in the East Market of Luoyang; I have prepared twenty million coins for you there. You can take this money whenever you want, just mention your name."

Duan Yu turned back to look at the Lesser Huangmen Zuo Feng.

The Lesser Huangmen Zuo Feng, who was about to salute Duan Yu, immediately bent his waist even lower.

"This little one... this little one thanks the Marquis of Ji."

"Don't be polite, we are old friends," Duan Yu said with a smile. "I estimate that within a day or two, I will have to leave Luoyang again. When I will return is uncertain. If you have any matters, just go to the Pinxuan Pavilion."

"This little one understands, this little one understands."

After bidding farewell to Zuo Feng, Duan Yu left the West Garden alone.

Not long after walking out.

Duan Yu discovered a carriage parked not far away.

The driver was a maid.

From a distance, Duan Yu saw the appearance of that maid.

As for who was sitting in the carriage, Duan Yu already knew in his heart.

He then walked toward the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Duan Yu saw that long-lost and familiar pretty face.

"Hmph, you only come out now, did that sister of mine suck you dry?" He Lingman's resentful tone was exactly the same as He Lingsi's just now.

Duan Yu smiled.

"Don't say just your sister, even if both of you sisters were together, what of it?"

"You have seen my ability before."

Duan Yu, who was already more than familiar with her, lifted the curtain of the carriage directly and got on.

Inside the carriage, He Lingman could not wait and pulled Duan Yu over.

"Consider that you still have a bit of conscience, not wasting my painstaking efforts."

Yes.

Duan Yu smiled and took He Lingman into his arms.

On this trip to Yingchuan, he had leaked out billions of coins from Zhang Rang's ancestral home. ===== CHAPTER 924 =====